Nine Revolutions Star Transformation-Chapter 695 - 715: The Elder of Beast King City

"I have some unfortunate news for you: you've made a mistake choosing to rob me this time. To be honest, I only have a little over a thousand Nether Stones with me, and in my haste, I forgot to bring them. Since you've come to me, I'll have to take the Nether Stones you have." Young Master Feiyu said at this moment.

"Big brother, even if you take all our Nether Stones, it won't be enough for the entry fee. I think we'd be better off pulling a few more heists; maybe we'll have a big haul. Then you'll smoothly become an Outer Disciple, and we brothers could become Black Lotus Guards. It's quite easy, really." One of them said.

Young Master Feiyu glanced at them, feeling they had a point. To acquire Nether Stones, there truly wasn't any honorable way. Though he'd never done anything like this before, being in the Netherworld now leaves him with no choice—some things he'll have to do himself.

"I think we should just drop it; you've been scouting for a target for a while, and there's nothing to show for it. Even if you continue, it will likely be the same. I don't think you guys are beyond redemption. Today I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you go. But if you bother me again, I'll definitely kill you both." Young Master Feiyu said.

"Big brother, you're stronger than us. If we work together, we're sure to succeed. It's our first time doing such a thing, but sometimes you need to do things against your conscience. Please agree, we'll follow your lead!"

Young Master Feiyu considered for a moment before asking, "How many days until the registration deadline? If time is too tight, forget it. There are many experts near Lisha City, and with my strength, I can only handle ordinary Black Lotus Guards. I'll need to find a weaker target."

"We know that, big brother, don't worry! We'll handle it!" one of them said.

"Worry? I'm worried about you two, or why else would you have your eyes on me?" Young Master Feiyu said.

"It was an accident, big brother. Your skills at hiding are too good. Now my brother and I are both injured, and the matter will need to be delayed by a day. Anyway, I'm Xiao Yu, and this is my brother Xiao Yun. You can just call us Xiao Yu and Xiao Yun from now on." Xiao Yu said.

"Xiao Yu and Xiao Yun? More like Storm Yu and Cloud Yun. Forget it; you two rest here and heal your wounds. Maybe you'll be lucky and find one or two people alone." Young Master Feiyu said.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Yun didn't say much else. They took out some healing elixirs from their storage rings and sat on the ground to begin recovering, while Young Master Feiyu was contemplating how to acquire enough Nether Stones...

Ouyang Hong, who had parted ways with Chu Linfeng, was relatively fortunate. He was closest to Beast King City and reached it in about an hour. Beast King City was also guarded by soldiers, but as long as you paid a certain amount of Nether Stones, anyone could enter.

The city was mostly populated by Nether Beasts, but people from the other four great races were also present. Beast King City might be the most complex of the five cities, but due to the dominance and strength of the Nether Beasts and the Beast King, no one dared to cause trouble here.

Ouyang Hong covered his face with a black veil and walked slowly through the city, unsure of where to go. Since he found himself there, he had to settle somewhere, feeling a bit aimless in an unfamiliar place.

The streets of Beast King City were bustling. People from the five great races were hawking their wares, and some areas were densely packed with pedestrians. Ouyang Hong squeezed into the crowd to see what all the fuss was about.

An elderly human had set up a stall featuring only three items, all clearly priced. The first was a porcelain bottle labeled the Red Jade White Emperor Bottle, priced at fifty thousand Nether Stones. The second was a sword called the Jade Toad Ice and Snow Sword, priced at one hundred thousand Nether Stones. Lastly, there was a red fruit that looked like a peach, emanating a distant fragrance that was refreshing and possessing mysterious energy fluctuations.

This fruit was labeled the Blood King Peach and came with a hefty price tag of three hundred thousand Nether Stones, sparking much discussion about the outrageous prices of these three marked items.

Ouyang Hong glanced at the old man, noting his ethereal, sage-like demeanor, and felt utterly outclassed by his power. They made eye contact; the old man's face briefly showed surprise but soon returned to calm, a detail Ouyang Hong was unaware of.

A middle-aged man resembling the Ghost Race asked, "Old man, why is this fruit priced so high? While it looks good, it would be a waste if it turned out to be useless. Could you explain its benefits to us?"

The old man, aware of the crowd's curiosity, smiled and said, "This fruit is called the Blood King Peach. It is borne from millennia-old peach trees absorbing Blood Soul Qi from the heavens and earth. It takes a thousand years to mature. Its energy is potent, making it the best elixir for Ghost and Ghost Races, strengthening the soul and allowing a common Ghost Soldier to reach even Ghost Warrior or Ghost General status..."

He paused, as the crowd, especially those from the Ghost and Demon Races, began to stir, with some ready to buy.

Everyone desires to enhance their strength regardless of race. Something so heaven-defying naturally attracted attention. At this time, a middle-aged man shrouded in a black veil and cloak approached the old man and said, "I'll buy your Blood King Peach, but I don't have enough Nether Stones. How about a trade?"

The old man glanced at him, "I don't need anything else, just Nether Stones. Buy when you have enough. Otherwise, don't obstruct other customers."

The tone neither lofty nor lowly, which slightly infuriated the middle-aged Ghost Race man. "I'll trade you with Netherworld Purple Orchids, three plus ten thousand Nether Stones. How about it?"

"Not for sale. As I said, come back with thirty thousand Nether Stones. Now step aside!" The old man replied in the same tone.

The middle-aged man couldn't contain himself, immediately threatening, "Old coot, you're asking for trouble! If you provoke me, you'll never leave this Beast King City!"

"Heh, young man, this is Beast King City. No race dares cause trouble here, even if you're a Ghost General. I don't care!" the old man replied calmly, showing no fear at all.

"You old fool, you're courting death!" The middle-aged man snapped, his skeletal hand swiftly delivering a punch to the old man, so fast that many couldn't even react.